For Coduss.

Who started this minisode of a story with this line

well damn. if he blew up that much over that i wonder how bad goku's going to get it for being a mentally deficient manchild of an absentee father

Here is a little taste of how that conversation would go.

For those of you that foam at the mouth at mention of the movies, Tough.

"Hey, don't I get a say in this?" A familiar voice carried through all the attending persons heads.

"Goku?"

"Kakarot!"

"Dad?", Gohan shouted in confusion.

"Yeah I'm talking to you guys through King Kai right now, hehe," The voice of the recently deceased warrior.

The elder god spoke up, "Hurry this up, I am not your personal telephone."

"What do you mean, don't you get a say in this?" Bulma asked her oldest friend.

In King Yemma's office, seeing as King Kai's planet was destroyed only a few hours ago. Goku stood off to the side while the giant lord of the otherworld processed a bunch of souls that were marked for resurrection from the wish made moments ago to bring back all Perfect Cell's victims.

"I don't think I should be brought back to life, it's too dangerous," Goku smiled as he telepathically plead his case to stay dead.

"What do you mean by that Goku?" Piccolo asked gruffly back on the Lookout.

"Come on guys, every threat that came to Earth was because of me," Goku recalled the many battles he had that decided the fate of the world. "So, I don't think it's a good idea to-."

"Shut the fuck up," Gohan screamed.

"Gohan!" shocked cries came from many of the people listening into the conversation.

"Son that language has no place," Goku started to chastise his son.

"Don't you call me son," Gohan stomped his foot, shaking the floating platform slightly. A big tell that he was barely restraining himself if his control was slipping that much. "You don't get to call me son after every time you abandoned me and mom."

"So-, Gohan," Goku acquiesced to his son's tirade, "I never abandoned you or Chi-Chi, I only ever left when I was dead."

"And now you are saying to let you stay dead," Gohan shot back. "To abandon us."

King Kai grumbled, "Hey look keeping this connection open is becoming a bit of a pain in my neck, and considering I just died, it's not something I want to do for very long."

"Gohan, we can't inconvenience King Kai any longer," Goku started to say before his son cut him off.

The rest of the people on the look out were unsure of what to do, they felt they had the right to a little input on the wishes granted by Shenron, but this was a fight between a father and son, so no one really knew. Krillin being the long-time friend of both the Son's, took a step forward before a hand held him in place.

"No baldy, let them argue," Vegeta instructed the monk.

"But they shouldn't be fighting like this," Krillin pointed at the distressed teen.

"Maybe if they were human, yes, but they are Saiyan, this is normal." Vegeta in a rare moment sharing part of his Saiyan heritage with others.

"I swear to Dende if you walk away from this without hearing me out, I will wish you back to life, whether you like it or not," Gohan declared his ultimatum to his father.

"King Kai, this seems really important, could you please allow me a few more minutes," Goku pleaded with the Kai for a little bit longer to speak to his son.

"Fine, but do hurry up, I have Kai duties to attend to, like rebuilding my planet," the divine being stated.

"Thanks King Kai, now Gohan, I don't want to abandon you or your mother, but me being on Earth is dangerous. There have been too many close calls with threats coming to Earth because I was there," Goku stated, his friends nodded on the Lookout, recalling the many times beings had threatened the world.

"That's a load of dragon dung," Gohan spat out. "There have been many threats to the Earth that happened regardless of your presence and it was because of you that it didn't get out of hand."

"Gohan that's not," Goku started.

"Let the boy speak Goku," King Kai interjected. "I may not really care all that much, but we, and by that I mean you, have a responsibility to at least hear his side of it."

Gohan took a deep breath to calm himself, it wouldn't do to scream and shout like a child right now when he was trying to convince his father that staying dead wasn't the answer. "We just got done with the Androids."

Trunks turned and noticed that Eighteen was quietly watching the exchange, being on the Lookout allowed her to be a participant in the discussion, of which she had no desire to push herself into this more intimate conversation. "Well almost done, I could kill this one and end it all now," he said as he raised him palm.

"Trunks stop it right now," Gohan snarled. "I said we're done, no more killing today. Eighteen is free to leave if she wants."

"But Gohan, she's a danger to the planet," Trunks cried out.

"Not anymore, even if you went back to the future, Mr. Piccolo, Vegeta and myself are all stronger than her right now and when dad comes back there will be four of us who dwarf her in power, she isn't a danger and as long as she doesn't start killing people, she has no reason to live in fear of us," Gohan ordered the other half-saiyan.

"But the Androids are a perfect example dad," Gohan resumed the conversation. "After you died in the future, the androids kept killing, it didn't matter that you were dead. And remember Turles and Lord Slug, they each had their own agenda that had nothing to do with you. Broly destroyed South Galaxy and was going to destroy North next, just because he could."

"He's got you there Goku," King Kai spoke up. "Out of all those threats to Earth, Broly had almost nothing to do with you and would have wiped all of you out regardless. Stopping him actually saved trillions of lives in North Galaxy alone."

"Okay those were a few threats, but I don't see how me being on Earth makes it safer," Goku admitted a few threats were completely unrelated to his presence on the planet.

"Bulma," Gohan said turning to the blue haired scientist. "You told me plenty of stories on the way to Namek about your adventures with my dad, what do you think would have happened if he never came to Earth?"

"Well I guess, Pilaf might have gotten his wish and became the ruler of the planet, the Red Ribbon Army would have built themselves more androids and Demon King Piccolo," she cringed for a moment and looked to the older Namekian, "Sorry."

"No offense taken, I know what he did," Piccolo shrugged.

"Yeah so at any point any one of those factions would have established themselves as a defacto ruler until an external threat appeared, like Raditz, or Vegeta," Gohan glared at the other Saiyan.

"I'm not apologizing for attempting to destroy your worthless planet," the prince crossed his arms.

"Anyway, these threats could have shown up regardless of you being here or not, but you want to know the biggest problem with you staying dead is?" Gohan asked.

"No, but I can see you're going to tell me," Goku sighed, it was becoming harder to justify staying dead at this point.

"None of those threats know you are dead right now," Gohan shouted. "And I don't think they would particularly care either way."

"That's irrelevant Goha-." Goku started to respond.

"The brat has a point," Vegeta put in his two cents. "I don't think any enemies you have made, which are many I might add, will care about sparing this mudball just because you aren't here to protect it anymore, they would relish in it's destruction knowing that you had to see it's doom and could do nothing to stop it."

"Sounds like you've been thinking about it a lot," Tien barbed at Vegeta.

"I've considered it on a couple of occasions, just wasting the lot of you and leaving to greener pastures, maybe a stop at New Namek for their dragonballs," Vegeta admitted. "Not like anyone but the half-breed could stop me if I wanted to do that now."

The thought that the only person, possibly in the universe, strong enough to stop Vegeta if he decided to return to his planet destroying ways was Gohan, chilled them, because Vegeta had a tendency to train and get stronger, and if he became top dog, who knew what would happen then.

"See if Vegeta agrees with me, then you have to admit my idea has merit." Gohan waved his arms wildly. "But he should remember I haven't forgotten Nappa killing my friends," he growled and glared at the other Saiyan.

"Again, not apologizing."

"This was supposed to be easier, I stay away, the Earth is safe and you and Chi-Chi can raise your little brother," Goku spoke lazily.

"LITTLE BROTHER!" Gohan screamed. "Mom's fucking pregnant and you were just going to leave?!"

"Well yeah, so he could grow up on a safe," Goku stammered out a reply.

"Shenron for the next wish, bring back my idiot father," Gohan ordered the Eternal Dragon.

"Now wait just a-," followed by a brief pause.

"Your wish has been granted." The large mystical beast's eyes flashed for a moment.

"Moment Gohan," Goku continued his thought. Then he looked around and saw that his friends were staring at him with various expressions ranging from glee to disgust, he felt a blip when he sensed ki rapidly approaching him. He was quick enough to turn and see his son's fist barreling towards his face, before darkness overtook him.

Seven Years Later.

"Bye mom, bye dad, bye Goten," Gohan called out as he stepped out of the house for his first day of highschool.

"Bye Gohan, have a lovely day and do say hi to Eighteen for me when you see her," Chi-chi waved as her son flew off.

"Kakarot, I demand a challenge from you," Vegeta's voice carried through the building even though it was clear he was floating outside.

"Chi-Chi, I'm gonna go," Goku pointed as he sidled to the door.

"Oh no you don't, you can't play with your friends until you finish your chores, those fields aren't going to plow themselves," the Son family matriarch scolded her husband, after he was brought back to life she put a much tighter leash on his behavior.

"Yes dear, sorry Gete's I can't spar with you until my chores are done," Goku shouted as he stuck his head out the window.

"Ha, like a lower-class warrior, at the call of his mate, I would never be caught dead being ordered around like," his speech on Saiyan Elite superiority was cut short as a tone rang from his pocket. Vegeta with all the subtly of a burning building quickly pulled a phone out of his pocket and answered the call, "Yes, I know dear, no I did, well not all, but, I was going to, ok, yes dear." He ended the call before looking down at Goku's smirking face. "It would seem, the uh, Prince of all Saiyan's has royal duties to attend to. We will postpone our battle until the weekend." Before rocketing off back in the direction of Capsule Corp.

"Uhuh, sounds like someone forgot to do his chores too," Goku chuckled. As he exited the now much larger and more extravagant home they lived in the Earth-raised-Saiyan thought back on the past few years.

After being brought back to life, while Gohan never cared that Mr. Satan got credit for defeating Cell. Goku on the other hand thought it was incredibly dishonorable for him to not only take credit for someone else's fight but to denounce the many martial arts styles around the world. So, when Hercule was giving a press conference about his monumental fight against the bug, Goku flew over and got the reporters attention and gave an accurate accounting of what really happened at the Cell Games. Demonstrating his abilities like ki manipulation and the Super Saiyan form.

To say people were livid was an understatement, Hercule was stripped of his WMT title and banned from future competitions, and there was a massive protest to change the name of Satan City to Gohan City, which Gohan expressly didn't want, so they settled on Orange Star City after details of the famous Dragonballs came out.

A few other things fell into the public's eye. Eighteen became public enemy number one, with the military rushing to capture, study and then destroy her, since all remnants of Dr. Gero's lab had been destroyed by Krillin. So she was left with few options and fled in fear, not because of what they could do to her, but because she wasn't sure if any of the people stronger than her would destroy her should she fight back. She had been running for days, as every time she made an attempt to fly the world military would fire dozens of missiles at her, until she fled to the Lookout where the military surrounded the floating platform, only Piccolo's presence kept them from landing and trying to take the place by force, being that the military was very aware of his power and connection to the former Demon King.

Eighteen in a bout of weakness hid in a corner of the Lookout and sobbed until she heard a calming voice near her. "Eighteen what's wrong?" Gohan asked.

"Everything, I, I, I, everyone hates me and I can't do anything or you'll destroy me. And it just makes me want to die," she said with tears in her eyes, the stress of never being allowed to defend herself even when she had been fired upon by military weapons or had people try to attack her in the streets finally broke her down, she would welcome the quick embrace of death that any of the four people on the planet strong enough to do so could provide.

Gohan sat down next to the android and held her in a tight embrace, "I'll talk to them, you haven't hurt anyone since being activated and they shouldn't be treating you like this."

"Really, you will?" she wipes tears from her face as she looks into the teen's eyes, searching for a sign of deception.

"Yeah, at worst you destroyed a few buildings, but no one got hurt near as I can tell and anyone who might have been has been brought back by the Dragonballs, so you stay here for a few days while I," he was cut off suddenly as the blonde woman latched her lips onto his and held them for a long time.

She pulled back suddenly when she realized what she was doing, "Sorry, sorry, sorry, please I just, everything is so messed up, you saved me from that monster and I never thanked you and now you're saving me again and I didn't know what to do and I, please forget this and don't hate me."

"Calm down," Gohan said as he held her hands in his own. "I won't hate you, I understand, I don't have to be psychic like my dad to know you're going through a lot of stress right now and you're acting on feelings," Gohan paused and scratched his cheek. "And to be honest, I didn't dislike it," he admitted while blushing, finding his first kiss to have been a very passionate one.

A few words and explanations from the savior of the world and a guarantee of community service for the damage that she caused and Eighteen was free to move about society. She knew that others still harbored distrust for her and she'd be watched by the world government until the day she died, but she was okay with that, seeing as all the Z-fighters were being watched for one reason or another. And after a few months of totally not stalking the boy, she worked up the courage to ask him out. She was worried that doing so would be met with hostility from his parents, seeing as she had been tasked with killing Goku and all that. But the famed fighter didn't seem to care while Chi-Chi was excited that Gohan had begun to show interest in girls.

Over the next few years when threats came to the planet, in the form of Bojack and his gang and their quest to genocide the universe. Eighteen even gained some renown as the fifth most powerful fighter on the planet, on account of the future version of Trunks not always being around, and after holding her own and helping the likes of Goku, Vegeta, Piccolo, Gohan and Future Trunks fight to defend the planet. The blonde android managed to gain a cult following among the populace for being human, mostly, and able to keep up with these aliens who defended their home planet.

Over at Orange Star Highschool many teens were having loud conversations while being generally disruptive before class formally began.

"Ahem, students," the teacher shouted much louder than necessary. "We are having a new student today, one that I am very proud to announce, so do be on your best behavior."

A few of the rowdier teens were firing light ki blasts at each other, ignoring the professor. "Hey, hey, hey, no ki blasts in the classroom." With Mr. Satan exposed as a fraud and the lights and effects viewed as real, martial arts took an even greater prominence in their society and people like Yamcha, Master Roshi and Krillin became celebrities as they opened schools to teach hundreds how to manipulate their own ki. So, it wasn't a startling sight to see less traffic as people flew around to get from one place to another. And as a result, many people starting creating their own techniques for ki manipulation with true martial arts seeing a massive resurgence in popularity.

"Now if you all have it out of your system, I am proud to introduce our newest student, the Savior of the World, Son Gohan," the teacher began clapping rapidly as the nervous teenager walked in the room trying to hide his face, knowing that wouldn't work all the same.

"Oh my god it's him."

"He doesn't look that tough."

"Have my babies."

"I love you, Gohan."

The teenagers erupted into cheers at the sight of meeting the World's Savior. Gohan in turn nervously waved to the class.

"Now I think everyone would love it if you could tell us about yourself, despite being so famous, very little is known about your personal life and I feel it would be unfair to be in class with all these people and no one know you beyond your name and incredible acts of heroism," The teacher trying to push for an expose, something that major media outlets have been unable to dig up. People tried to piece together public instances of the fights that the Z-Fighters had participated in but there were many contradicting viewpoints. And getting a first-hand account would do wonders for anyone's career.

"Well, I guess that makes sense," Gohan admitted, there were plenty of rumors about him and he knew people would hound him anyway so if he did this more publicly it would grant him some leeway with people's curiosity. "Well I guess it all started when my uncle Raditz showed up, kidnapped me and that's how my dad died for the first time." And for the class he gave a brief history of his life. Which fascinated and frightened many people. Hearing about alien warlords and time traveling heroes, desolated future timelines and psychotic monsters. "So, does anyone have any questions?" he asked as he nervously rubbed the back of his head.

"Gohan are you single, please put babies in me," a girl cried out from the back of the room.

Gohan chuckled and rubbed his nose, "Sorry, I'm already committed to someone and Saiyans mate for life, even half-Saiyans like me." For much of the public the existence of aliens was alarming and that most of the strongest creatures that ever-set foot on their planet being among them did not calm the masses. But knowing that the Savior was half-human meant he had allegiance to Earth, but it did increase how much people trained so that they could bring their species up to same standards as other alien species.

At the declaration that his heart belonged to another many of the girls and some guys wailed in defeat. "Who's the lucky girl?" was the next question.

"Um well that's not really," Gohan stuttered, not wanting to make his love life front page news for months. Even though he really should have guessed that is what would happen anyway.

"Are you still the strongest in the universe?" a teen boy asked from the back of the classroom, "Because I'm pretty tough and I think I could give you a run for your money now for the title."

Gohan never backing down from a challenge chuckled, "Oh is that so, who here had learned how to sense ki?"

A few students and the teacher raised their hands, it was a useful technique now that more people were training and raising their power level, but many humans never broke more than a few hundred, which was still respectable for such a peaceful planet and in such a short amount of time. "Well who can guestimate, sorry what was your name?" Gohan gestured to the boy.

"The name's Sharpener," the blonde-haired boy stood up. "Surprised you haven't heard of me, toughest guy in Orange Star City," he said while flexing.

"Hmm, and can anyone tell me what Sharpener's power level might be?" Gohan asked the class.

The boy standing up and flaring an aura around him to show off. A few students and the teacher guessed, that he was around 1500, which was well above average for a human anywhere on the planet.

"Cool, now I'll just stop suppressing my own," Gohan said calmly as he let his power flow through his body without making any attempt to spike it. "So, who wants to guess mine." His eyes taking a predatory gleam, the Saiyan in him never backing down.

"Holy Dende."

"Unreal."

"Amazing."

"And I haven't even powered up yet," Gohan then suppressed his own energy back down, he looked to see Sharpener quaking in his spot. "So still think you can take me?"

"N-no sir," Sharpener's voice quivered.

"Hey, hey, don't be like that, you got some good promise, you're at least stronger than my dad was at that age." Gohan stated, even though using his father as a metric for power was wildly inaccurate as it seemed Goku would just get stronger suddenly and develop new forms and techniques out of nowhere. Goku had long since passed Gohan in power after going beyond the Super Saiyan 2 transformation with his incredibly powerful but as equally draining Super Saiyan 3.

The door slammed open, and a teen girl huffed as she ran into class, "Sorry I'm late," said a teen girl with black pigtails.

Author's Notes: I've been struggling with work and everything and trying to write up chapters for my other stories but nothing comes out the way I want it too and I think I just have a strong case of writers block.

I think I just need to do stuff like this and write a bunch of one-shots until I get everything flowing again. Which is a shame because I have ideas for the stories I do got, but the words aren't right and I want to make them good for my readers.

So you might see a few things like these pop up here and there.

Now as for this story itself, Coduss. How did you like this? Believable about how a Gohan that maybe have been a bit stressed out about everything in his life, especially just after the Cell Games not responding well to his father's actions.

I thought there was some decent humor to play on with Goku being alive again how Chi-chi might put her foot down.

I also thought that if things played out with the past events being more public and the Cell Games not being seen the same way that Android Eighteen wouldn't have had such a nice time especially if people connected her to the previous weeks. If I made her seem too weak, I just figured that fear of dying because someone like Picollo or Vegeta blasted her for trying to stop a riotous mob from attempting to rip her to pieces would build up on anyone and there would be few places she would know about that she could hide out at.

Was a bit of an excuse for me to Gohan/Eighteen but I did say in Gohan Explodes that is my preferred pairing, though someone has a nice Gohan/Zangya that I think was abandoned a while ago. Shame.

Kind of left this as a cliffhanger since I could maybe continue this.

As for continuing Gohan Explodes, I'm unsure of how much that might change the story, I would need to rewatch the arc to see what sticks out to me, Hercule not being such a big celebrity, would he meet buu and redeem him, would Gohan have a bit more time to train so could he beat Super Buu, I would think at least in this story with the world pushing to a higher average powerlevel the Spirit Bomb against Kid Buu would be more than enough, but would it even get to that point.

Not sure, ideas are hard. I'll think of something.